Ancient poems about family reunion during the Spring Festival.

A poem of family reunion 1. Although the family was devastated, the family was lucky to be reunited. -Bai Juyi

Being down and out is a shame, but the reunion of flesh and blood is also an honor. -Bai Juyi

3. Reunion is a fat thing at home, why should it be piled up with warehouses and boxes? -Du Xunhe

Give up your arrogance and let your brothers unite. -Lulun

5. The above three wishes will be celebrated every year and reunited forever. -Li Shangyin

6. Send a word, children in the world, filial piety is nothing more than reunion. -Guan xiu

7. I have left my sister-in-law in a hungry and cold place for a long time, and I remember reunion every season. Li Qunyu

8. With Chang Geng, reunion in a hundred years, flat peaches are ripe. -Yuan Haowen

9. Smile at friends and family, and celebrate the reunion with spring wine. Shi Hao

2. What is the ancient poem "Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang) describing the Mid-Autumn Festival family reunion and enjoying the moon? Li Puhao's eyes are shining in the sky, and the clouds are silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

"Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Go to Qiu Lai in summer.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

"Water Tune Song Tou" (Song) Su Dongpo was drinking happily in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's twilight clouds were full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turned to the tracts. This life is not a long night, where to see the bright moon next year. "Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turned into a golden wave, flying the mirror and grinding it again.

Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi.

Human nature is clearer. Taiwanese folk song: "Mid-Autumn Thoughts" looks at geese alone, and misses mink for a thousand dollars; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.

My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea. "Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" stars are thin and the moon is cold and easy to get rid of the Milky Way, and everything is silent. Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.

"Suffering" is late at night, the moon is high and the day is high, and it is silent; Sleepy eyes, like a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart; Suffering is like burning the heart of a king. Mid-Autumn Poetry-Han and Wei Poetry 1, an ancient poem: The bright moon shines at night, which promotes the east wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, ancient poetry: moonlight, moonlight, according to my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

3, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Mid-Autumn Poetry-Tang Poetry 1. Li Bai: The bright moon rises from Tiantai Mountain in Guan Shanyue and is shrouded in an infinite sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. 2. Li Bai: Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink the bright moon alone, and I drink it alone. No one is with me.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

3. Li Bai: The ancient waves go to the moon and don't know the moon. It's called Bai Panyu. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.

Immortals drop their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who brought the rice. The white rabbit is not an old panacea. Can you tell me who eats it?

Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark, I don't know. After Yi shot down nine suns, the paradise on earth was clear and quiet.

The moon has been lost, and there is nothing to see except to walk away. Sad to the heart! 4. Li Bai: Think about the bright light at the foot of my bed. Will it have frosted? At night. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

5. Liu: The moonlit night is deeper and the moonlight is half-baked, and Beidou is dry in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

6. Li Shangyin: The shadow of Chang 'e mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

7. Li Shangyin: On the moon pool, by the bridge, unforgettable and pitiful. The curtains are opened at the brightest night, and it is already very cold. The water spray is very urgent where it flows, and when it spits, the clouds will open in Qing Ye.

Chang 'e didn't wear makeup, just showing off her beauty. 8. Li Shangyin: When the moon crosses the building and touches the ground, Tibetans take trees far away.

The primary desire lacks emptiness and melancholy, and if it is round, there may not be love. 9. Du Fu: On August 15th, the full moon in jathyapple flew into the mirror and returned to the heart to fold the broadsword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. 10. Liu Yuxi: On the night of August 15th, when I was playing in Taoyuan, I saw the moon in my heart, and the situation was between the immortals in the clear autumn.

Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.

A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.

The cloud is about to move under the stars, and it is freezing and happy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. 1 1. Bai Juyi: On the night of August 15th, I watched the moon in the pavilion. On the night of August 15th, the year before last, I was next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.

Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. 12. Pi Rixiu: On the night of August 15th, a osmanthus and a new flower were found in front of Tianzhu Temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. 13. Du Fu: A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle and remembered my brothers in the moonlight night. The first call of a wild goose from the border in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. 14. Zhang Jiuling: The moon is at sea now. Looking at the moon, I think of a distant place, and the horizon is * * * at this moment.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

15. Li Shangyin: At the beginning of the frosty month, you can hear the sound of geese without cicadas, and a hundred feet of water meets the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. 16. Meng Haoran: In the autumn night, the moon hangs in the autumn sky, and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.